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1. Falling in Love by Falling Up
Her eyes shone a brilliant purple and her laugh sounded like the music of a thousand silver bells. He never knew why bells of silver were said to have the best sound. He only knew that her voice carried their tone and held his whole and complete attention. He could do nothing without her inside his head, echoing, glowing, breathing, living. She was beautiful. She was perfect. She was everything he could ever want. She was everything he did want. He wanted no one else.
And as he brought the painting to life with every stroke, he fell deeper and deeper into the canvas himself.
2. Grace by Within Temptation
She floated and danced a pattern into the ice, crazed portraits of death and decay. Their faces had always been pretty but such beautiful was always marred by indecent eyes. She sought to make a landscape of such grandeur not one being could look upon and see its magnificence. Up and down she spun and raced, creating mountains and v
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1. Here We Are by Breaking Benjamin
This was it. Finally, after all was done and finished. It was over. But somehow, it was still empty, hollow and burnt out. But why? I couldn't be sure. Here we were at the end of the journey, the battle won and the victory wholly ours. At what cost though? We could go home to those we had left in order to complete this quest but it just felt wrong. I just didn't feel it. Could we really go back after what we had done? All the blood split, our hands and clothes soak in it? We had won the day, the world. We were alive and complete. We could finally get a good night's sleep.
But really, what price had we paid for freedom?
2. Love Save the Empty by Erin McCarley
She was curled up on the side of the street. She was wrapped in soiled bandages that looked to be falling apart. She stank of weeks of slim and grim and it was hard to see what she looked like under the layers of dirt. The boy stared at her, absorbed in the strangeness
Memoirs of an ImmortalMemoirs of an Immortal
He looked out at the people roaming the near empty streets from his place on the balcony and honestly wondered why they kept going. He knew the answer of course. Because they had no choice. Or better, because they chose to. They felt they had something to live for, something to gain.
They didn't. He knew this. It was the fate of all beings. The rule of life. To live, to die.
Yet that rule didn't apply to him. Yes, he lived, as he had lived for a few centuries now but that was all. Death never came knocking at his door. It never would. And so, he would live and keep on living in an endless loop.
Sighing, he ran a hand through his dark hair. On the day of his birth he was given the name Triack. It meant 'blessed' in a language the human race had long since forgotten. He shook his head at that.
Blessed? More like cursed. A gypsy-witch had cast a spell on him as a young man, granting him eternal life. A similar fate had be fallen his little
A Christmas Treat - For NukiA Christmas Treat
"This was a great idea, Moko-chan!" Sakura exclaimed as she hung tinsel by the window.
The tiny creature giggled mischievously. "Yuuko came up with the idea! She thought we could use some cheer." Mokona bounced up onto the girl's shoulder to tie a soft pink ribbon with bell onto her neck.
"Oh, thank you, Moko-chan! It's so cute. I have something for you too."
"Damned witch," Kurogane grumbled. "Probably made up this whole thing just to get more presents." He continued hanging garland and muttering more curses at one Time Witch.
"Aww, you're such a grouch, Kuro-grumpy!" scolded Fai from the fireplace. He was busy hanging stockings from the mantle. "Put a smile on!"
The brunet glared at him. "No."
"C'mon!" he moaned, sliding up to him. He poked the ninja's cheek. "Smi-le Ku-ro-frown-y-face."
He smacked the blond's hand away. "Get lost!"
"Tada~!" came Sakura's triumphant cry, interrupting the peaceful adult time. "Here it is!" In her hands was a strange black devi
Spaz' B-Day - Ice CreamIce Cream
Kurt wasn't sure how he got here. Okay, so he knew how he got here a quick trip in his car but it was the why part he didn't know. Why in the world would Sam Evans, new star quarterback for the McKinley High Titans, want to talk to him, Kurt Hummel, resident gay kid and fashionable soprano of New Directions. And all over ice cream, no less.
At the moment, however, there wasn't much in the way of conversation. Sam was scoffing down his chocolate but not in an undignified manner. Though he rushed to eat it wasn't messy or crude and didn't make him look like a pig. Unlike Finn.
Kurt rolled his eyes at himself and took a spoonful of his low-fat frozen yogurt. He really shouldn't be comparing anyone to Finn. He was over his silly little crush now and it would do no good to think about his almost step-brother.
Dragging his mind back to the present, Kurt examined his companion not in a 'hey this guy's cute, let's watch him' kind of way thoug
Jailbait - Happy B-day ClowJailbait
Kurogane slammed the book he was reading down onto the table and growled at the man sitting across from him.
Fai simply continued to smile brightly, looking for the entire world as if he wasn't in a dark and dirty cell.
Narrowing his eyes, the brunet cautiously turned back to his reading.
He read no more than a word before a sickly sweet, "Kuro-pipi~" called his attention. Dropping his book, he glowered at the annoyance.
"For the last time," he hissed, barely containing his anger, "would you shut up?"
Fai seemed to consider that, pursing his lips and tapping his chin. Then a bright smile broke across his face. "Hmm. Nope~ I'm good!"
Kurogane's eyebrow twitched. "I can't believe I have to look after this idiot," he muttered to himself.
The blond heard. "Eh? But I wouldn't ask for a better guard than Kuro-cop~!" He frowned. "Even though I didn't do anything wrong."
He earned a frustrated glare for that. "You were shoplifting
My Favourite ThingsThe sound of rain as it pounds on the ground
The thicket and bushes where treasure is found
The power that the blazing fire brings
These are a few of my favourite things
The smell of old books stacked up high in the case
The rumble and tumble of thunder and base
The moonlit beams of a winter fresh spring
These are a few of my favourite things
Cheesecake and candy and the dark fall of night
Bright stars that twinkle in the brilliant twilight
Creatures that stir on their bug bat-like wings
These are a few of my favourite things
When spiders bite
When wasps sting
When I'm feeling sad
I simple remember my favourite things
And then I don''t feel so bad.
Satu's Gift - The Dead PrinceThe Dead Prince
Yuui groaned as consciousness slowly came to him. His whole body ached, muscles knotted and bones sore. His head pounded and he couldn't think clearly. The last thing he remembered was a tall, dark man with a swishing cloak. Some kind of cruel weapon had been in his hands
"Are you awake then?"
The blond bolted upright then immediately collapsed onto his side again with a moan of pain. It seemed his body wasn't ready to get up just yet. Well, at least he could see what was around him. It wasn't much of a view, only a wooden wagon filled with hay. He guessed that he was in that wagon considering the angle and the fact that the dry grass was scratching him.
He heard laughter from behind him. Turning just enough that new pain didn't flare in his body, he saw a young boy sitting on the edge of the wooden vehicle. A smirk was plastered on his face and his amber eyes glinted mischievously. Yuui glowered at him.
The boy tried to smother his amusement but it was obv
Something LostTime floats on the endless wings of love, always moving on unfrozen
But then my heart is cold as ice, the thing it has chosen.
I was once felt alive, once I felt breath passing through my lungs.
Maybe it was all just a dark dream, right before she pulled the gun.
Aimed and fired as the crimson fire poured, as the lights began to dim.
Not a sound, not a note drifting to the ear as my smile became grim.
The walls so carefully placed around my heart crumbled to bitter dust,
Fell away to black nothingness, blowing away in the gust.
Not a speck of light left shining on my skin,
Not a speck of cheer here as I saw her grin.
I thought I could live, I thought I could survive with her by my side,
But that ever caused me, was this great big divide.
So as this red fluid clogs up my throat,
I realize now that it's my turn to croak.
I don't think I'll live for I'm not truly alive,
It all fell apart when I took the dive.
I keep no promises for I know they'll be broken,
And I'll never say all the thin
Rumour Has It - [AU] Punk!Teen!Levi x Teen!Reader
Being here was going to ruin his reputation, he was sure of it.
Levi had always been the “thug” of the school, as it were. He might’ve been short, but he was damn strong and damn intimidating. No one really wanted to mess with him, which he greatly appreciated. The last thing he wanted was to be approached by a bunch of assholes he wanted nothing to do with.
But… the bad part about repelling so many people was that you were among them. You too were too frightened of him to want to talk to him – even when you needed to you’d simply walk up to him, see him notice you, then run away. It was disheartening, especially considering you were the one person he actually wanted to approach him.
Despite that, Levi was always distant from others, he never went to parties or did anything with anyone outside of school – it gave him that mysterious sort of aura that people were intimidated by.
But that just had to fucking change, didn’t it? He just had t
Hungary x Child!Reader - Frying Pan
"Oh dear! Are you all alone. little girl?" a woman with wavy brown hair asked.
"Yes, ma'am." you replied.
"Where are your parents?"
"My dad's busy, ma'am. My big brother said that he'll come and pick me up at 2:30."
The woman checked her watch before saying, "But it's 3:25."
You looked down, "That bastard."
"Would you like me to take you to your home?"
"Well, I brought a new frying pan," the woman said as she took the frying pan from the paper bag that she was holding, "I can hit him if want."
You smiled, "Uh-huh!"
"I'm Elizabeta Hédervary. Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you too, Mrs. Elizabeta! I'm [Y/N] Kirkland~!"
"[Y/N] Kirkland, huh? Arthur's daughter?"
"No, Oliver's daughter!"
"Ah! Then, I'll wait here with you, okay?"
~~~Timeskip to 4:10~~~
Allen ran towards your school and didn't find you at the gate. But instead, he got hit by Elizabeta with her frying pan.
Allen feel down, unconscious while you took Elizabeta's hand and walked away.
Steve x Reader Missing You
There was no sugar-coating it; Steve was miserable.
(Name) had been assigned on a mission hundreds of miles away from DC, and SHIELD wasn’t sure when she’d be back.
It was a dangerous mission, sure. But it’s not like he was overtly concerned for her well-being. She was a level seven Agent. She could handle herself.
Nevertheless, he couldn’t help but feel incredibly lonely, sitting by himself on the couch and watching The Andy Griffith Show reruns on TV. It was always more fun when (Name) was with him, attempting to explain some of the odd, outdated technology he’d missed out on while he was frozen during the 50s. They also enjoyed laughing at/mimicking the Southern drawl every character had. But since she wasn’t here, there wasn’t a point.
By his feet, (Name)’s German shepherd Finn snored, snoozing happily next to his master’s husband. Steve sighed, breaking away from the TV to reach down and pet the adventurous dog, who made a cont
2P!Axis x Child!Reader - We Meet Again
"Ah! You again!" you pointed your finger at the brown haired Italian man.
"Oh, it's you aga-" before he could even finish his sentence, he started running as you chase him around, "What do you want from me?!"
"My lasagna!" you yelled.
"What?! Lutz! Stop her!"
As soon as he said that, you were lift uop in the air by a man with a scar beneath his left eye which extends across his cheek.
He sighed, "Why are you scared of a little girl?"
"I'm not scared! It's just that she creeps me out!"
"But the girl looks normal to me." a Japanese man said.
"Put me down!" you yelled.
"Why? So you can run of and call the police?" the man with the scars said.
"No! So I can kick your butts!" you pinched his arm causing him yelp and drop you.
You landed on your foot then kicked him on his leg before grabbing your baseball bat and started chasing the three.
After five minutes or so, the Italian gave up and promised to make you lasagna if you stop hitting him and his friends. Of course, you agreed and they in
Who's the Father? (Chubby!Mom!ReaderxChildren!BTT)“Mutti! Mutti! Lets go to the park!”
“Please maman! Can we go to the park?”
(Name) was being jumped on by her three boys, the trio begging to go to the park. She chuckled at her boys and ruffled their hair, trying to settle them down. They were such a hyperactive bunch of kids, always making a mess and getting into all kinds of trouble, but (Name) didn’t mind. They were her children, blood or not, and she loved them all the same.
“If you three clean up your rooms, I’ll not only take you to the park, but buy you each a treat,” (Name) said with a smile as she crouched down to their eye level.
“Thank you!” the boy cried out and tackled (Name) in a hug, burying their faces into her soft chest.
They quickly ran off towards their combined room, leaving (Name) sitting on the floor with a wide grin on her face. As she listened to the happy chatter between her three boys, she stood up and wandered the living
2P!Prussia x Child!Reader - Sword
"Mr.Gilen! Mr.Gilen!" you said as you ran towards him while carrying his sword.
"What is it?" Gilen turned to you.
"Can you teach me how to use a sword?!"
"Follow me then." Gilen said as he walks outside the house as you follow him from behind.
Gilen pointed at a random woman who was walking across the street, "I want you to swing the sword on that woman."
You gasped, "You want me to cut her into half?!"
"Ja. Then stab the man that's walking with her. Make sure it's deep."
You nodded and ran towards the two. You first sliced both legs then slice the woman into half. Right after that, you stabbed the man on his head.
"You did a great job but I didn't tell you to slice off their legs." Gilen said as he walked towards you.
Gilen ruffed your hair, "That's okay. Now, let's go back to the house or your uncle is gonna kill me."
You smiled then nodded.
Clint x Reader Teething
Midnight was quite possibly the absolute worst time for anyone to be awake. Especially if you’re a SHIELD agent whose wife left you to go on a month-long mission. And the icing on the cake?
Your 4-month-old son is teething.
Clint groaned at the sound of the baby’s cries on the baby monitor. And while he wanted to just turn it off, he had a feeling (Name) would beat him for it. So instead he dragged himself out of bed and shuffled across the hall to the baby room, rubbing at his eyes tiredly.
“Hey, buddy...what’s the matter?” He asked, yawning. He could practically feel the bags growing under his eyes. “C’mon, Mattie. This is the third week in a row. Tell your teeth to come in, already.” Clint muttered, lifting the little boy out of his crib and into strong arms.
Matthew only cried, grabbing tiny fistfuls of Clint’s shirt and sobbed into his chest. He couldn’t help but feel bad for his son. The boy was in pain, after all. No pa
Cerulean (Sugardaddy!Erwin x Reader) [AU]
Warnings for slight mature themes.
You sat on one of the bar stools and ordered a whiskey the minute you got in, and ordered a second right after you finished your first. The music is loud and obnoxious in the background, and you slumped onto the bar top. You hated clubs. They're stupid and stuffy and the music is horrible, so are the people.
You were only here because Hanji pestered you to follow them to the club. You both have been studying like hell for exams, dark circles already appearing around your eyes.
You couldn't afford to go to a club; college was expensive, and you knew that. Your summer job didn't have a decent pay, and you wondered on how long you could live on like this. Hanji was at the dance floor, sometimes coming up to check on you and drag you out to dance, to which you refused, annoyance etched upon your eyebrows.
It's already been an hour and you've been through your fourth d
DemonButler!Levi x Reader  -Sealed Contract-England. 1845.
“I can’t wait to get back home, Mama, Papa,” a twelve year old you beamed at your parents who sat opposite you in the carriage.”I can’t wait to see Pluto and give him his new collar!”
Your mother smiled “I’m sure Pluto will love that.”
Your carriage came to an abrupt stop.
“Are we home already?” You asked as you tried to peek through the window.
“Not yet, honey,” your father’s brow furrowed in worry. “Stay here, you two. I’ll check what happened.”
Your father kissed the top of your head. “Stay here with Mama, okay?”
You nodded your head and watched as your father stepped out of the carriage. You took a seat next to your mother and she pulled you into a tight hug.
“What’s wrong, Mama?” Your brain couldn’t comprehend what was happening.
A gunshot was heard and yo
It's the thought that counts, right? he questions himself as he stands outside her door. He just hopes she likes wildflowers since he knows she hates roses.
She knows it's pointless to hope for something she can't have but as she watches the green boy in his attempts to get her to smile, she can't help but wonder if it's so pointless after all.
It's pointless, he knows, to think that maybe he'll stay with him one day. But as Robin watches him drive away, he can't help but sigh dejectedly.
Robin looked around the fluffy-looking common room in confusion. "Umm, Beast Boy? What did you do?"
"Hey, don't look at me. I told Cyborg buying a chicken would endanger our lives!"
Heroes didn't use lethal weapons for very specific reasons and as a general rule. So when Robin watches the white-haired girl swing a sword expertly without harming anyone too badly, he thinks there are exceptions to every rule.
cross our paths
for their effects
every poem begins with sometimes
every dream begins with maybe
Short PoemHer eyes return my gaze,
A gentle “Hello” at first glance.
Those chocolate brown coloured eyes,
So full of love and compassion.
Without a sound from my lips,
A solitary cry escapes.
Her serene marble-like stare,
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